Elm decides to call again like an hour or two later, figuring maybe Sam won't be busy anymore
Elm: Oh...shit-!
He runs over to Sam and hugs him tightly
Elm: Shhh...hey-hey, it's ok...it's ok...focus on me, ok? Focus on my voice...you're in your apartment-you're with your cat...um-Max...and um-and Elm...that's-that's me...no one's going to hurt you...there-there's nothing here that can hurt you...shhh...